Chapter 6
Mona was a hoot. Rather than being the judgemental, stick-up-her-arse type of person Shane had been expecting, she was all smiles, hugs, and laughter when Michael took him around to meet her.
“The famous Shane,” she said, enfolding him in slender arms, an air of jasmine about her that lingered in the nostrils. “Welcome, my darling.”
As he stepped into Mona’s house, he could see why she was afraid he might break something. He entered a room that looked as though it had come straight from a magazine. Everything looked expensive, from the overstuffed fabric couches to the luxurious objects d’art scattered around the room. Even the light fitting, a small chandelier that cast silvery shapes on the flocked wallpaper, looked as though it cost a million dollars.
“I don’t know if I ca
